said that the fat-headed male cultivator really wanted to avenge the red dress, and I am afraid that no one in the onlookers present would believe it, but it was just a treasure that touched people's hearts.

In the face of the other party's obvious strong words, Liu Qinghuan knew that as long as he was softer, the next thing he would face might not be a person, but a hungry wolf who kept pounced.

He had ice slag in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to point: "Certain!"

I saw that the fat-headed male cultivator who came with a hammer was fixed in the air with an extremely funny image, and the horizontal eyebrows and angry eyes of the previous moment were fixed on that flat and wide face!

Liu Qinghuan, who has cultivated the immobilization technique, is invincible in the same level even if he is not assisted by other things. The immobilization technique can not only fix a person's body, but even the soul can be restrained.

It wasn't until he was so fixed that he couldn't move a single hair that the fat-headed male cultivator suddenly woke up to the fact that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked, and he also understood why he was the only one who jumped out in a hurry.

Whoever can kill the monks of the later stage of the Great Perfection, how can they be soft puffers?

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to realize this, so he only felt a flash of golden light in front of him, and he felt that he had soared into the sky, and the blood of a familiar headless body below spurted several feet high!

Liu Qinghuan already had the heart to kill chickens and police monkeys, and he was naturally ruthless when he made a move, so when the other party Yuanying ran out in panic, he pointed out another specific technique!

For a moment, the entire wasteland was only the sound of the wind howling, and everyone was shocked by his thunderous methods, and the greed that flashed in the eyes of some people was forcefully suppressed.

Liu Qinghuan smiled coldly, looked at the blood on the ground with disgust, stretched out his hand, and put away the sledgehammer that fell to the side.

And the ash furnace fart ran over, bit out a dazzling brocade from the sleeve of the corpse, and offered it to him as a treasure.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a little interested, took it and looked at it, and found that this was a top-grade defensive spiritual treasure, but no matter how you look at the style, it is the usual thing for female cultivators, and I don't know where the fat-headed male cultivators got it.

That's when the whispers reached his ears.

"This person is really in the middle of the Yuan Infant, so powerful!"

"It's not just amazing! Have you seen the magic he just used, he can actually set the Yuan Baby!"

"I can't mess with it, I can't mess with it. ”

A few more Qingming monks approached with a smile on their faces, and arched their hands from a distance: "Daoist friends are polite! ”

"Hahaha, those guys from the Nine Shadows have been shouting all day long, let's see what their faces are calling in the future!"

One of them was a male cultivator who was on the same stone pillar as him before, and his attitude was kinder: "Daoist friends are okay, if you need healing pills, I have two more." ”

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Liu Qinghuan also thought that nothing had happened before, first replied to the male cultivator's salute, and then arched his hand to everyone and smiled: "You have praised it falsely, and I have to thank you for your maintenance and testimony in front of those people in Jiuyou before, so that I was able to solve a troublesome matter." ”

This was said beautifully, and the attitude of the person who came became more and more enthusiastic. The two sides exchanged pleasantries, but they also seemed to be harmonious, and a few Qingming monks came over to talk and laugh together.

As for the other onlookers, seeing that there was no chance to be found, they naturally dispersed gradually.

Liu Qinghuan popped a spark onto the corpse, and heard someone say: "Alas, the fairy treasure has also disappeared, where are we going next." ”

"Where else can you go? Go back to your own house, and if you want to keep tracking, you can keep chasing it. ”

"Forget it, let's just watch the excitement, if we encounter today's scene again, if it weren't for the Taiqing seniors who played a shield at that time, maybe we would have suffered from the pond fish. I still have palpitations when I think about it now, but I don't dare to follow it again. ”

A group of people nodded in agreement.

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, there are some words in the road number that cannot be taken casually, such as Tai, Huang, Xian and other words, which can only be used by the highly respected and powerful overhaul.

He thought for a moment and asked, "It turns out that that is the Taiqing Daoist?" I heard that this senior was directly sent to the Stygian Mountain Battle Realm from the Qing Netherworld Realm. ”

"Yes, the Taiqing seniors are most sympathetic to us low-level cultivators, and they will open a dojo in Qingcang Immortal City every month, but unfortunately after the birth of Xianbao, the dojo was suspended......"

After chatting for a while, everyone went their separate ways, and Liu Qinghuan also said goodbye to everyone and returned to the nearest immortal cultivation city.

rented a courtyard, set up a protective array, and as soon as he turned around, he entered the Songxi Cave Tiantu.

I chose an open field, took out the mountain teapot, and played several tricks in a row, and a mini black hill erupted from the mouth of the pot.

He carefully examined it with a solemn expression, although he laid down several killing machines, it was impossible for the red dress to escape, but he was careful in everything, and he would not relax his vigilance at all when he was not very sure that the other party was dead.

Dinghaizhu was taken out of the interior of the Black Mountain, and a sword fell out at the same time.

The red blood on it had coagulated to black, and the thick filth on the surface was just like the Tainan Immortal Sword back then, which was the sword of the red dress.

Liu Qinghuan looked indifferently for a long time before reaching out to his hand, and the cyan flames immediately surrounded the sword.

When a person dies, the imprint of his divine consciousness left on the magic weapon will also dissipate, so to determine whether Hongsheng is really dead, just check the sword.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the Tainan Immortal Sword, and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, you once fell into the hands of the red dress, why don't you have her divine sense imprint on you?"

The Tainan Immortal Sword flew over and slashed twice at the sword in his hand, and then proudly erected the sword body.

Liu Qinghuan smiled and scolded: "How proud is that there is a powerful instrument spirit, you won't come out to see me for so long, and I'll clean you up when I turn back." ”

Fortunately, he successfully imprinted his divine sense on the black sword, secretly relieved, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Hongshang and him have no real blood feud, but in the end they have a life-and-death struggle, but their positions are different.

It's just that because of different positions, many people in this world who have never met can fight to the death, such as the battle between Yun Mengze and the Yin Moon Blood Realm, such as the battle of the Nine Heavens in the Underworld Mountain Battle Domain, in the final analysis, it is a matter of position.

Putting these chaotic thoughts aside, he withdrew the black hill into the teapot and looked at the pale blue flames.

If you look closely, the flame body is divided into three layers, the cyan in the center is the heaviest, and a small green lotus slowly rotates in the flame core. The further out the color becomes, the lighter it becomes, and it gradually turns gray.

As soon as it appeared, the gray donkey, who had just stayed by curiously, ran away, as if a ghost was chasing him.

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin and muttered to himself, "What kind of fire is this?"

This fire is a fusion of two different fires with completely opposite attributes, but the power is even more powerful than the two, and he didn't recognize what kind of fire it was when he looked through the different fire records.

Although he didn't know, it didn't prevent him from refining it first and collecting it for his own use.

After all the chores were dealt with, Liu Qinghuan lived in the city for a few more days and continued his travels.

Now, he has finally completed what he has been doing since entering the Netherworld, only to feel that his body is a little lighter, and his heart is more urgent to return to Yun Mengze.

However, I couldn't think about it, so I could only endure it, looking for that opportunity to go back.

In this way, it will be another year and a half. The battle between the Qing Ming and the Nine Shadows is still going on, and the Immortal Treasure has also changed hands several times, and even disappeared for a few months in between.

On this day, Liu Qinghuan stayed overnight by a quietly flowing stream, looking at the stars in the sky with his pillow hands, but he saw that the sky suddenly rippled, and a streamer full of broken light flashed out of the void and rushed down towards him!

Liu Qinghuan was slightly stunned, and jumped up in surprise, and his figure flashed several miles away.

Unexpectedly, the streamer was like staring at him, and he chased after him, several times faster than the speed of his escape!

Liu Qinghuan suddenly sighed in surprise, remembering that this scene seemed to have been seen before, and saw that the fleeting streamer circled around his body, and then all the broken mangs fell into his hands and turned into a talisman.